Cowboy boots

I once had a pair of boots, I was about 16 and I had saved cleaning money, baby sitting money and any odd job I could do to get these boots. I bought them at Nordstrom and at the time they were hugely expensive, 100 dollars. I wore these boots everywhere and abused them as any as a 16 year old would do, well I decided since I had spent 6 months earning them that if anything were to go wrong with them that I would take them back and get a new pair, much to my sisters dismay I returned those boots 4 or 5 times, each time they took them back and gave me a new pair to distroy once again. Was I stupid? The answer is YES. Finally I took them back and they no longer carried that boot any long so what did they do? Gave me my money back. This is not a testament to Nordstrom's greatness this is a long ago memory that was kindled when I found some similar boots on Etsy.

Fun in the sun

I need a little warmth, a little sun and a little relaxation. January always hits me hard with the blahs. Last year it lasted from January-March, and I did not have the creative juices flowing. I don't know why but it always gets me down. I found out yesterday that we are going to Cancun in the next few weeks, you can imagine my joy!

Checklist:

Need a passport asap

Need to go to the gym

Need a new swimsuit (cute ones are impossible to find)

I hope to combat the blahs this year, hopefully this trip will do the trick.

Last minute Christmas gifts

Black Friday Cyber Monday In Etsy shop

It seems as if this year has just flown by, I cannot believe that Thanksgiving is over and Christmas is on its way. I have a SCREAMIN' DEAL FOR YOU. From now until monday buy 3 charms get the 4th free, and I have posted my newest designs which are quilt related.

Swoon

Yes, this is Shireen at the Quilt Market selling her delicious adornments, oh, uh, the guy with her?  Yeah, Ty Pennington, why do you ask?

You're the one that I want

Yes, I'm sure down deep inside

Contrition

Forgive me for loving this piece so much.  It speaks to my heart in silent whispers.  She takes the sacred and pairs it with the sublime - a vintage army tag and rosary brings to mind these lyrics from "Laughing With" from Regina Spektor

No one laughs at God in a hospital
No one laughs at God in a war
No one’s laughing at God
When they’re starving or freezing or so very poor